Watching Qi Zhen's white Hummer merge into the traffic.

Some dim light of the street lamp reflected in his deep eyes.

CEN cold thin lips slowly hook up, Qin shaojue some self mockery smile.

Turning the car around, he drove in another direction

The bar is full of lights.

When Qin shaojue came in, Zhou Wei was already chatting with someone with a beer bottle.

Looking in the direction of Zhou Wei, shaojue Qin frowned.

Thinking of the picture of Luo Xiaoxiao being held out by Qi Zhen, young Lord Qin's heart is pulled down.

He threw himself down on the sofa, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Zhou Wei glanced at his head and saw the scene without any trace.

With a smile, he came up.

Leaning on the sofa with his arms around his chest, he looked at the gloomy young Lord Qin from top to bottom.

Some chuckled, his tone with lingering ridicule: "what's the matter? Who has provoked you? "

Before the words came down, a white eye of young Lord Qin had already been thrown up.

Bending his fingers, he knocked on the coffee table, and asked in a cold voice, "where's the wine I want?"

"Do you think I'm your babysitter or your boy?" Zhou Wei reached out his hand and handed over a bottle of beer. "The degree of wine you want is so high that you are drunk after a few mouthfuls. You'd better drink this."

Seeing that shaojue Qin's face was unmoved, Zhou Wei sighed softly.

Leaning forward slightly, he put the wine bottle in his hand in front of young Lord Qin.

Light lift Mou son, he seems to be intentionally or unintentionally said a: "later you are not to go to the hospital to see aunt?"? When the time comes, you will be driven out by the little nurse if you don't enter the ward. "

Smell speech, the facial expression on Qin shaojue's face immediately loosened.

CEN Leng's thin lips sipped. He took a sip of the beer bottle reluctantly.

His throat rolled gently, and his fingertips rubbed gently on the label of the bottle.

The light in his eyes flickered, and he said, "Zhou Wei, do you know what kind of person Qi Zhen is?"

"Qi Zhen..." With a light breath, Zhou Wei shook his head carelessly. "Qi Zhen and I are nodding friends. Where can we find out what kind of person he is?"

Seems to think of something, Zhou Wei some obscene smile: "if Qi Zhen is a beautiful woman, I would be interested in more understanding."

Shaojue Qin always maintained his original sitting posture.

He hung his eyes and drank the wine one by one.

Mingming is in a cluttered bar, but his cool temperament distinguishes him from the noisy background.

Some secluded eyes swept over the Qin shaojue, and Zhou Wei realized something later.

Leaning towards the direction of young Lord Qin, he began to gossip: "when did you become so interested in Qi Zhen? It can't be... "

"What can't it be?" He took over the conversation with a cold face.

Four eyes relative, Zhou Wei hold in the eyes of the smile deeper.

As a matter of fact, Zhou Wei shook his head lightly, and his mouth gave out a light voice intermittently: "it can't be my ex sister-in-law who is going to marry Qi Zhen. You just want to know what kind of person he is?"

Smell speech, Qin young Jue has no speech, just coldly issued a light hum.

He had a beer bottle in his hand and a slight look of contempt in his eyes.

But I don't know if it's an illusion.

Zhou Wei actually saw a little guilty taste from it.

Rubbing his hands on his eyes, Zhou Wei's heart suddenly clattered.

Just now, he was just joking.

Is it hard to say what happened to young Lord Qin?

At the thought of this possibility, the expression on Zhou Wei's face suddenly became serious.

After racking his brains for a long time, he pondered and said, "didn't Qi Zhen not want to get married a few years ago? I heard that many people suspected that he had a problem... "

When it comes to the back, Zhou Wei's voice is lower.

"Questions?" "What's the problem?" he said

Smell speech, Zhou Wei hook lips, smile is very meaningful.

Some casually broke his fingers, and Zhou Wei said with a smile: "what else can be the problem? Many people are saying that Qi Zhen has problems either in that aspect or in his sexual orientation. "

Hearing this, the face of young Lord Qin became gloomy gradually.

Seeing this, Zhou Wei coughed softly.

The light in his eyes flickered, and he added with some hindsight: "in fact, these are just rumors. Now that Qi Zhen has decided to marry Luo Xiaoxiao, maybe... "Before he finished, the wine bottle in the hand of young Lord Qin suddenly hit the tea table.

"bang", a bubble of liquor suddenly overflow from the mouth of the bottle.

The narrow and long eyes narrowed dangerously. Shaojue Qin slowly drew out a tissue.

The paper towel wiped off the wine stains on the back of his hand. He breathed softly and said in a cold voice: "if you have time, go and check Qizhen."

Wen Yan, Zhou Wei also wants to tease a few words.

However, seeing something wrong with the expression on shaojue Qin's face, Zhou Wei pursed his lips and swallowed back what he had said.

He raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture to the young Baron Qin, patted his chest and assured: "don't worry, I will do it for you properly."

"Move fast." Gently lift thin lips, the voice of Qin shaojue is a little stuffy.

The table next door has been opened.

The jubilant sound pounded the eardrum.

For a moment, Zhou Wei didn't understand the words of Qin shaojue, so he couldn't help repeating: "what did you say just now?"

"I'll make you deal with it faster." Young Lord Qin sipped the wine in the bottle and said, "Luo Xiaoxiao and Qi Zhen are going to get married next month."

"Oh, you care so much about them?"

"Qi Zhen has sent the invitation to me." Heavy exhaled a breath, Qin shaojue low astringent eyebrows, "before they get married to deal with this matter."

With that, he pushed the bottle forward in his hand, and young Baron Qin got up and left.

Seeing this, Zhou Wei was in a bit of a hurry.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Wei called him in a hurry, "haven't we finished our wine yet?"

"Drink it yourself." "I'll go to see my mother in the hospital," he said

Looking at the back of young Lord Qin, Zhou Wei hissed softly